Next time I think I'm a general in the fucking Dark Kingdom instead of an ex-soldier of Satan (I swear there's a difference), please hit me with a Bible. Or point me in the direction of pictures of Ren. Or start chanting the Latin exorcism crap. That gets me pretty damn queasy, all "Vade retro satana, nunquam suaSFDG--" oh my fucking God, I can't
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Glad to be back to normal?
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God, yes. Two emotionally scarring days of my life I'll never get back.
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I'm sure you'll pull through.
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I had sex with my adoptive brother and we massaged each other with fucking Ravish-Me Raspberry body oil. I'm a dire cynic anyway but I'm not~ sure if I'll cope with the remnants of my sanity intact.
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...I suppose that would be quite traumatizing. I suppose I should be gratetful that I walked a way with little more than a few bruises.
Sanity is overrated.
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I don't technically think I have it. But it's nice to pretend.
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I'm not exactly sure what sanity entails, anymore. I doubt I have it either.
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I dunno either. I was supposed to crack up on my birthday. Good old deals with the devil~
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I assume that that's where the mindreading powers came from.
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Got it in one.
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What can I say. I am a genius.
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It's not like I asked for them.
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